#meaningless

Awards are meaningless to me, and I have nothing but disdain for anyone who actively campaigns to get one. ↗

— Bill Murray

#anyone #awards #campaigns #disdain #get

Chance doesn't mean meaningless randomness, but historical contingency. This happens rather than that, and that's the way that novelty, new things, come about. ↗

— John Polkinghorne

#chance #come #contingency #happens #historical

I vowed that whenever my family needed me, I would give up everything to go to them, no matter what. The show must go on was meaningless to me. ↗

— Kate Smith

#family #give #go #i #matter

Jesus died to forgive our sins. Dare we make his martyrdom meaningless by not committing them? ↗

— Jules Feiffer

#dare #died #forgive #his #jesus

I think of myself as a guy who tries to write screenplays and now has tried to direct one. Anything more than that is meaningless and it gets in the way of being a real human being. ↗

— Charlie Kaufman

#being #direct #gets #guy #human

It's impossible to move, to live, to operate at any level without leaving traces, bits, seemingly meaningless fragments of personal information. ↗

— William Gibson

#any #bits #fragments #impossible #information

The crucial question one comes back to is the examination; without that experience is meaningless. And I think it's true that society is becoming more and more passive, less and less fired up with enthusiasm, in many spheres. ↗

— Peter Hammill

#becoming #comes #crucial #enthusiasm #examination

Fill you mind with the meaningless stimuli of a world preoccupied with meaningless things, and it will not be easy to feel peace in your heart. ↗

— Marianne Williamson

#feel #fill #heart #meaningless #mind

The Second Koran tells us that the darkness in ourselves is a sinister thing. It waits until we relax, it waits until we reach the most vulnerable moments, and then it snares us. I want to be dutiful. I want to do what I should. But when I go back to the tube, I think of where I am going; to that small house and my empty room. What will I do tonight? Make more paper flowers, more wreaths? I am sick of them. Sick of the Nekropolis. I can take the tube to my mistress' house, or I can go by the street where Mardin's house is. I'm tired. I'm ready to go to my little room and relax. Oh, Holy One, I dread the empty evening. Maybe I should go by the street just to fill up time. I have all this empty time in front of me. Tonight and tomorrow and the week after and the next month and all down through the years as I never marry and become a dried-up woman. Evenings spent folding paper. Days cleaning someone else's house. Free afternoons spent shopping a bit, stopping in tea shops because my feet hurt. That is what lives are, aren't they? Attempts to fill our time with activity designed to prevent us from realizing that there is no meaning? ↗

— Maureen F. McHugh

#despair #life #meaninglessness #time #design

Now whatever the origin of this apparently meaningless jumble of ideas may have been, it is really a perfect and very slightly allegorical expression of the actual present views we hold today. ↗

— Frederick Soddy

#allegorical #apparently #been #expression #hold